Now old Dan Tucker was a fine old man Washed his face in a fryin' pan Combed his hair with a wagon wheel And died with a toothache in his heel
Get out the way old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Get out the way old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper
Now old Dan Tucker come to town Riding a billy goat, leading a hound The hound dog barked and the billy goat jumped And landed old Tucker on a stump
Get out the way old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Get out the way old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper
Now old Dan Tucker got drunk and fell In the fire and kicked up holy hell A red-hot coal got in his shoe And oh my Lord the ashes flew
Get out the way old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Get out the way old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper
Come on! Let it go!
Now Old Dan Tucker come to town Swinging them ladies all round First to the right then to the left Then to the gal that he loved best
Get out the way old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Get out the way old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Get out the way old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Get out the way old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper